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December 17, 2003 -- 11:38 PM
posted by Beck
- Welcome back Andy!
I did register all my games and what-not, and I did get the e-mail, but I haven't got the game yet.
Nintendo said they had sent it and it would be here within two weeks, and that was on Dec. 3.
So I'm starting to get anxious.
But yeah, it's cool... and welcome back
December 17, 2003 -- 10:49 PM
posted by AD
yeah, I know, it's way past my bedtime. Though, I have stuff to say, and it's ALL about me, so... If you don't care about me at all, stop reading now. ok, better. Since no one is left, I will be talking to myself for a bit here. As many of you may have noticed, or as I am presently informing you, Saturday is my birthday. I am turning the ripe age of 21. I know, it's all downhill from there, but I can't stop time. Even with my remo-cure, a throwback some of you might enjoy-I couldn't do it. So there's one thing it doesn't do, oh well. For saturday though, I have not yet made any formal plans. As such, and since I'm just to damn tired right now, I guess I'll just be waiting until I move in two weeks. We will be having a we've moved and desperately need to show our new place to all of our friends by getting hammered party. We'd like to do it before school starts again for you losers, though that's not yet set in stone... Anyway, I'll shut up now.
December 17, 2003 -- 2:35 PM
posted by nobody knows my face
Nobody knows the trouble I've seen-
nobody knows my face.
Nobody knows the trouble I've been-
settin the bomb up this place.
So I'm back to attack with a crack
of my whip, it's so hip when I rip
to the turntable-skip and you'll flip out
when I whip out my kicks kuz they're slick
and ya wonder how one can ship-out so ill?
It's no trick of the vaudeville- I'm just sick.
So lay it out, play it out, say it out loud
if ya gonna make funna me, gotta face to the crowd
get on the stage, feel the rage, lose the page
with the crib-notes that some jib wrote
can't get the Florida vote if ya don't
improvise the satirize- it's in yer eyes
ya realize they smell yer fear,
and yet ya drop it like they don't at all.
"Like hell!" they sneer,
so do it fluid, kuz I won't take yer fall
not this time, not this rhyme,
gotta be prime or face up to the crime,
kuz a half-assed attempt
makes ya look like an unkempt
leather boy with electric toys
makin noise tonight.
I'm a dawg that needs his space,
but I'll take ya any time or place,
kuz yer fuckin right, I'm outta site, I don't bite
the hand that feeds me, kuz I know ya needs me,
so throw me a bone, I'll bring slippers t'yer throne
kuz nobody knows my face and nobody knows how t'defeats me.
And the colour-girls sing:
Nobody knows the trouble he's seen-
nobody knows his face.
Nobody knows the trouble he's been-
he set the bomb up this place.
Nobody knows the places he been,
kuz he's Nobody Knows My Face.
December 17, 2003 -- 10:22 AM
posted by Beck
- Mmmmmmm.... 0.1 mega-pixels of pure alien hotness...
Must resist... must stay loyal to... Elisha!
Contest Time!!!
The first person to phone me (437-2076) that meets these two requirements wins!
(a) Must be going to ROTK today at 4:10
(b) Must have, or be borrowing/operating a motor vehicle with passenger capability
Prize:
The joyous act of picking Beck up and driving him to/from ROTK, also included is the possibility of sitting next to him in the theater as well as maybe a slight chance of a handful of popcorn. Call NOW!!!
Disclaimer:
The act of calling implies an innate desire for the above mentioned prize and therefore will be taken as a legal implied contractual agreement of which there is no opting out should you win the prize.
Good Luck!
December 17, 2003 -- 10:11 AM
posted by alison
- so... anybody else bussing to ROTK today? I'm leaving at 1pm.
Crazy! 1pm for a 4pm showing... well a line-up etc... but still
If you're on the 128, I'll prolly see ya.
and if not, i'll see you at the movie.
sssso excited! yess we really are! :)
December 17, 2003 -- 12:08 AM
posted by edo

"Hello again, pleasant Human.
It warms me to greet you again."
December 17, 2003 -- 12:00 AM
posted by P
- Runnin up in the street fight, Cruising in the night
I got no mercy when I’m in the fight
Cuz I been raised by harsh times and I know the time
When I’m supposta kill or be killed
in the streets or in the office since the rules never change
Big dawgs on the prowl, but I spot you like an owl.
I swoop down and take you, leav'in you clueless.
Who did that? I dun did it.
Watch yo back cuz I be watchin yours.
My power bar to the maximum, I dish the pain out to the blaximum.
Watch your health bar cuz it’s goin down, no block can stop me.
Your throws make no motion, ur beat is trippin off. Got no game son
Time to go to bed. These ruff rhymes turn on the dime
The fine shine of the weapon X gleamin from the tv set
Means the game is over, you down for the count.
Good games make fine shames of the losers
Have mercy for the Persey
Still have the Marvel vs. Capcom button mashing skillz ehehehehe.
December 17, 2003 -- 12:00 AM
posted by mc eric
- yo you can call it Chili's
or you can call it illies
i gotta be on top of both
if i want stay sharp on the skillies
fill me? i'm not a real G
but on my keystyles you can holla
i'm like the emcee intellectual
that writes and reads like a scholla
so you can say you just been learned
by the one bombs as much as he burns
can't stop now wanna keep the party movin'
groove pocket touch my rhymes is so soothin'
they like a back rub for your mind if you have the time
to read 'em not just run your eyes and percieve 'em
best believe 'em, wait i'm not Jay-Z
i shouldn't bite his style cause he's a real mc
so i just kick it with P cause he's just as daft
and no one else on this board seems to appreciate dat
December 16, 2003 -- 6:32 PM
posted by P
- Mc eric got the rhymes
Burning out the beatz like a leet
He knows no such thing as defeat
He connex with the best an
Keeps up to date as of late
So he can keep deep like the fleet
You cant stop the unstoppable mc
From rippin up the front of the runts
I’m just chillin on the couch, dun my exams and paid my dues
Sitting here wondering what’s up with yous
Watchin my back for sylandros probes
But they got nothing on my vindicat-or
Sindicator, chillin wit the bad boys P, D, T
Watchin Nelly Furtado on much music
While wishin for chillin at chilis tomorrow
Chilis tomorrow?
